For the 'owners' of this land, who live in London and Paris, many of them having never seen their estates, find cattle more profitable than men, and so the men have been driven off.

_It is only when you reach the bog and the rocks_ in the mountains and by the sea shore, that you find a dense population.

Here they are crowded together on land on which nature never intended men to live.
It is too poor for grazing, so the people who have been driven from the better lands are allowed to live upon it--as long as they pay their rent.

If it were not too pathetic, the patches they called fields would make you laugh.
Originally the surface of the ground must have been about as susceptible of cultivation as the surface of Broadway.

But at the cost of enormous labor the small stones have been picked off and piled up, though the great boulders remain, so that it is impossible to use a plow; and the surface of the bog has been cut away and manured by seaweed, brought in from the shore on the backs of men and women, till it can be made to grow something.
Sir Thomas Brassey writes from a capitalist's standpoint, while Mr.
George writes from the standpoint of a philosopher who not only sees gross social wrongs but boldly applies the remedy.